Hypocrites living as saints
Trying to be who they are not
Hiding like green snake
Under green grass

Pretence in the heart of man kills
The heart of man thinketh evil daily
But trying to cover his sin with the
Outer flesh

Being gentle like a lamb,in his
heart is full of evil
In the secret he murdered
the innocent

Hell is a choice,but
Heaven is not negotiable
Let your inner mind
be transparent like a river

Under his tongue is mischief
and vanity,
Leave each moment of your life
as if that will be your last